Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 101

Frederick was still in the water, his eyes fixed on Marguerite but he didn’t utter a word.

The more quiet he was, the more uneasy Marguerite felt.

She couldn’t focus, not daring to meet the man’s gaze. Her eyes darted about aimlessly but inadvertently locked onto his.

In that moment, Marguerite felt like a thief caught in the act; her panic kicking up a notch.

Sadie relished the sight and couldn’t resist stirring the pot. “Ms. Lockwood, there’s no ladder in this pool. Mr. Winston’s been swimming for a while and he might be pooped. Fancy giving him a hand?”

Marguerite sucked in a breath. Her muscles were taut and she muttered awkwardly, “Um… I’ll pull you up.”

With that, she approached the pool hesitantly reaching out her hand towards him.

Seeing her so jumpy, a mischievous glint appeared in Frederick’s eyes.

He had never seen this feminine side of Marguerite. She was like a scared little kitten waiting for his reassurance.

it would be if she was like this every

always lose his

softened. He quickly turned and swam

in the air. When Frederick’s cold hand shot out of the water, their hands were clasping. Marguerite felt like

her warm little hand tightly and kicked off the pool floor;

pool edge and splashed some water onto Marguerite, making

quickly covered her chest. But

a shove from behind and

simultaneously, Marguerite felt a tight grip around her waist. Then she

the water together, locked in an

I slipped and accidentally pushed you! Ms. Lockwood can’t swim! You’ve got to hold onto her, Mr.

hastily lifted

*Cough, cough, cough…”

hard, her nose and

experience. Marguerite clung to Frederick like a lifeline,

heavily that she didn’t even realize her chest had brushed against

rose and quickly turned around,

face turned serious, his ears slightly

her captivating eyes, her voice barely a whisper, “Can… can you take me to shore? I’m a bit